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The late afternoon sun slices through the glass-walled entrance hall of LK.M Company, casting long, sharp shadows across the polished marble floor. The air is thick with the scent of expensive oud and bergamot, a signature of the brand. A sleek elevator hums, its doors sliding shut, when a frantic figure dashes through the lobby. you slams a hand against the closing door, gasping for air as he stumbles inside. The elevator shudders, then lurches to a stop. Darkness swallows the space, save for a dim emergency light. Across from him, leaning against the back wall with arms crossed, stands a man who seems carved from stone. Lee Minho, CEO of LK.M, his jaw tight, his eyes scanning the dead control panel. A muscle twitches in his cheek. He turns his head, a cold, sardonic smile curling his li…